America 1881: They Call Me Legend

Chapter 25 The Bounty Hunter's Rules of Survival

Chen Jianqiu actually didn't mind Browning dying in this place, although he remembered that he lived at least until the 20s.

But he didn't want to face a gang that was at least twice his size.

Browning and his bodyguards had at least long guns in their hands. If possible, he would either find a chance to run with the other two, or find a way to form an alliance with Browning and the others.

But at this time, it is not a very reliable thing to make a white man believe in a Chinese, a black man and an Indian instead of his white compatriots.

The fat woman slowly climbed up from the basement. She walked to the table, but when she looked at Chen Jianqiu's hand, there was nothing there.

"Ma'am, what's wrong with you?" Chen Jianqiu turned around and asked.

The fat woman had a strange expression on her face.

Is this Chinese in front of him a wizard?
The one-eyed man sitting across the table didn't seem to be full. He glanced at the stew pot, which had been scraped off by Sean.

So he stood up, took a cup from the bar, walked over to the stove where the coffee was brewing, poured a cup of coffee, and returned to his seat.

He took out a piece of dry bread from his pocket, broke the bread apart, and put coffee into his mouth mouthful.

"Aha, hot coffee, the most wonderful thing in rainy nights and snowy days." Browning rubbed his nose again, and he stood up, ready to pick up a cup of coffee to taste too.

But Tom stood up beside him.

"Let me go, and book a room for tonight by the way."

He walked up to the fat woman, at this time the fat woman had returned to the bar,

"Ma'am, how many rooms do you have here?" asked Tom.

"There are only three rooms left. These three guests may be from other places. They are together and occupy one room." The fat woman replied.

Tom seemed to understand something, and he continued: "Then give us the rest, and please give me a few glasses."

The proprietress took out several cups from under the bar and stuffed them into Tom's hands together.

Tom came to the coffee pot and began to pour coffee. The corner where the coffee pot was placed was dimly lit, and the flame of the stove flickered, reflecting Tom's back.

"Why are you so slow?" Browning couldn't wait, and shouted.

Tom turned around, came over with two cups of coffee, and said with a smile: "Boss, don't worry, this coffee smells pretty good."

Browning was going to take the coffee, but caught a glimpse of the anxious eyes of several bodyguards, and gave them the coffee.

"Go get some more glasses," he said to Tom.

The two bodyguards didn't care about the hot coffee, they just blew on it a few times and started to drink it.

Indeed, for Americans, on a strange journey, there is nothing more comforting than a cup of hot coffee.

"My father is a Mormon. He strictly forbids me to smoke, drink, or even drink coffee. It's okay to talk about smoking and drinking, but not letting me drink coffee will kill me." Browning said with a smile , "You know, I prefer to be a gun designer, coffee will give me inspiration."

At this time Tom came over with two more cups of coffee, Browning took one of them, pointed to Chen Jianqiu and said, "Tom, give each of these three another cup."

"Uh, no need, we'll do it ourselves, thank you, haha." Chen Jianqiu was very polite, although he knew that his politeness would often be regarded as hypocrisy by white people in the United States.

Browning didn't force it as a matter of course, but Tom still walked towards the coffee pot for some reason.

Browning was a little strange, but picked up the glass anyway.

He was going to taste the taste of coffee in this barren mountain.

His lips approached the rim of the glass.

Suddenly, the sound of a bell came from outside the door. Along with the bell and the sound of rain, a man shouted:

"Chen! I know you're in there! Come out quickly! I've got you, hahaha!"

Everyone's eyes instantly turned to Chen Jianqiu and the others.

Browning also put down the coffee cup in his hand, looking a little nervous.

Chen Jianqiu searched quickly in his mind, who is this person shouting outside the door now?
With a bang, the door of the hotel was kicked open, and the strong wind brought rainwater in.

A drenched man appeared at the gate holding a gun, his beard was upturned, and there was still some rain.Beside him, there was a young man holding a gun to cover him, forming a cross angle with the man.

Chen Jianqiu looked at the bearded beard and looked familiar. Isn't this the bounty hunter Hanif and his groom he met in the valley two days ago?

The hall on the first floor was extremely quiet, only the sound of howling wind, the sound of rain beating on the window, and the sound of boiling coffee in the coffee pot could be heard.

Everyone's eyes turned from Chen Jianqiu to the door.

And Chen Jianqiu looked around.

Browning's fingers trembled a little, feeling a little uneasy in his heart; Tom put down the coffee pot and coffee cup in his hand, and turned around; the other three bodyguards subconsciously touched the gun on the table.

The fat woman glanced at the door, and then her eyes returned to Chen Jianqiu; the man in the basement revealed his head and looked out the door quietly; the bearded man touched his waist; and the one-eyed man took off his hat , with the remaining eye, staring fiercely at the door.

Asuka and Xiao En looked at Chen Jianqiu at the same time, and Chen Jianqiu looked indifferent.

Maintaining the status quo.

At this time, Hanif at the door was also observing the scene in the hall. After he glanced at the one-eyed man who had taken off his hat, and then glanced at the other people in the hotel, he made a jaw-dropping move.

He waved his hands to the young man beside him, and then slowly moved back together. After retreating outside the door, he hooked it with his foot and closed the door.

"Talk slowly, everyone, I went to the wrong place! Farewell!"

Voices came in from outside the door, followed by hurried footsteps and the sound of horse bells, gradually drifting away.

"Boss, aren't those three people the three on the bounty list?" The groom said loudly while driving the horse. The rain was too heavy, and he was afraid that Hanif in the carriage might not be able to hear clearly.

"You're blind!" Hanif was furious. He originally made an appointment with the well-known Bain brothers, but the two rejected the appointment because of the distance. "Except for that young man, there is a good man at that table." Is it?"

"I blinded the other eye of the one-eyed man, and I sent the bearded brother to the gallows. Who knows how this group of people got together. It's just that I didn't open fire on the spot for some reason, or else We both have to die here."

"We can fight it out." Groom Downey was a little unwilling.

"Shut up!" Hanif became even more angry. He felt that Downey the groom followed him all these years for nothing.

How can a bounty hunter be desperate?How can you make money if you work hard?
His stomach fire also stems from a fake news that is not fake news.

A day ago, a man wearing a bowler hat stopped him on the road and told him the whereabouts of the three of Chen Jianqiu.

"If they continue with the current route, they should go to a small hotel in the town below the mountain in the evening." The man said, "Their weapons were very worn out during the last battle. You can go in and catch them."

According to Hanif's rich experience, he would not believe a stranger's words so easily, but the man took out a small piece of paper. The name on it was so dazzling and shiny that even Hanif looked sideways at it. :

Pinkerton Detective Agency.

(End of this chapter)